Tuesday, Jan 27, 1880 Went home Saturday 24th by Wallkill Valley. Found Maurice doing very badly which greatly depressed me. Sunday at twilight I walked over to the cemetery and visited Gertrudes grave. There was no snow. The man had covered the violets with coarse litter to protect them during the winter and as I stood there a moment and realized my irreparable loss in Dear Gertrude my heart sank within me and I hurried home to be with Sara for my very soul was sick. On Monday I went to Kingston and arranged with Kenyon for the transfer of our mortgages to Booth and I am to go up on Wednesday a week from now to close it. I shall be so glad to have it finished. Sade went to Kingston with me and spoke to Wilson about my piano which I am determined to sell. He is to let me know tomorrow. I offered it to him for $200. Mr. Chickering offered me $175 for it. Came down in the noon train. Fred Norton came. Invited me to dine with him at the Army and Navy club and afterwards went to Haverlys Theatre to see the Tourists in the "Pullman Palace Car"a silly, vulgar, long drawn piece of nonsense, lasting until 11 oclock. He came to my room and smoked a cigar and when he went I retired about 12. Did not close my eyes all night. My sleep is very bad of late and it troubles me greatly. A nice long letter from Lucy on Saturday as I went home. Wrote to her Sunday and will send it today. The weather is as warm as April and has been nearly the whole month.